Chapter Fifty-EightNot wanting to seem rude, I sat to nibble on a bite or two. The moment I tasted the spicy chilies, my appetite came roaring back. We ate in silence, with Zantry's occasional question to Mwara about her day, her job. It was a comfortable, somewhat companionable quiet, the three of us sharing a late-night meal in our pjs. The moment we were done, the elephant in the room showed up, and Mwara excused herself to bed. I had a lot to tell Zantry, and although it was late, I couldn't afford to delay any longer. Not if Remo was planning something for the eclipse, and my gut told me he was. Plus, my meeting with Camilla and the other agents was tomorrow night. I needed Zantry on board. The real question, however, was whether Zantry could pull it off. We loaded the dishwasher toge
